"I will kill you."
Huo Siyu said, his voice icy cold.
"Uh, just kidding," said Han Mochen.
It was just a probe, but what surprised him was how big Huo Siyu's reaction was.
"Nobody takes the words from the mouth of Death as a joke," Huo Siyu said. "Inform your people to be extra vigilant, and not to harm him."
"I really didn't expect you to have such deep feelings for Fourth Master Huo," Han Mochen said in surprise. "Don't worry, I'm not ready to die yet!"
The world was already boring enough – if Huo Tianqing died, there'd be so much less fun.
"Oh, by the way, here's another unexpected piece of news," Han Mochen said, his gaze fixed on the distant sky.
Amongst the billowing smoke and sky full of fighter jets, a private helicopter charged over.
Really charged, as if the owner was in a race to be reincarnated, speeding straight towards the Imperial Palace.
Heedless of everything, regardless of anything.
"What?"
"Bai Nian is coming."
Han Mochen spoke and hung up the phone.
